(i want to marry this dork)

anonymous asked:

when they asked cengiz in the marry/fuck/kill tag with who would.he most likely have random sex with and he starting to get awkward and mumbling that he's not like that and he wouldn't do that is my aesthetic


I want villains who go against the stereotypical bullshit that “evil cannot love” or whatever.

I want villains who spend months in their creepy dark lab building the death ray with their best buddy and hug each other when the superweapon is finally complete.

I want villains who fall madly in love with the other evil prince or princess they married to consolidate their power.

I want villains who tell bedtime stories to the little clone they created to be the successor to their throne and order their minions to get the clone a cup of warm milk because she can’t sleep.

I want villains hanging out with their best friends and acting like dorks while they bowl with their enemies’ skulls.

I want villains who are both evil and real, and real people have friends and families and loved ones.

anonymous asked:

Hey! From that huge au list that you said you were accepting prompts on, could you possibly do stucky, the "I hit you with my car and I'm the only one who visited at the hospital, you okay?" with steve being the one hit by the car? It's a sick day for me and it feels like I've exhausted all good fanfiction... you're my only hope!

“Which flower arrangement says ‘I’m very sorry for running you over in my car’?” Bucky asks into his phone, frantically looking between an arrangement with tulips and an orchid.

There’s a long pause, then Natasha asks very level, very calm, “James?”


“What did you do?” she asks in that same, calm voice.


“Excuse me sir,” says the little old woman shopping next to him.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry for yelling,” Bucky says. “I’ll be quiet.”

“No, no, dear, that’s not the issue,” she says.

“Oh, then am I in your way?” he asks.

“No, it’s just that I’m about to leave the store, and drive home. I’m hoping that you’ll give me a few minutes’ head start before you leave, too.”

He nods and smiles at the old lady, then goes back to his phone. “I wish I were dead,” he says, still smiling.

“Daffodils are nice,” Natasha says.

— —

It’s probably presumptuous to go visit the guy you hit with your cat in the hospital and Bucky’s pretty sure that if his insurance company knew about Bucky going over there they’d be pissed, but you can’t just run someone over with your car and not visit them in the hospital. That’d just be bad form.

Bad form like not stopping all the way at a stop sign and grazing the pedestrian who is crossing the street.

He knocks on the door. “Uh, hi,” he says, looking at the guy laying in bed.

The guy sits up a little, then winces. “Hi,” he says. “You lost?”

“No, at least… I don’t think so. You’re Steve Rogers?” The guy nods. “Okay, well, I’m Bucky Barnes and I maybe sort of hit you with my car,” he says, hiding behind the bouquet of daffodils a little. He peeks out from behind it. “Sorry about that,” he adds.

The guy snorts. “Believe it or not, it’s not the first time I’ve been hit by a car,” he says, “and you just tapped me.” He shrugs. “Honestly, I wouldn’t even be in here if it weren’t for my pre-existing conditions.” He perks up a little. “Are those for me?” he asks, looking at the flowers.

“Yeah,” Bucky says, walking forward towards the bed and holding the flowers out to Steve. “They are! They’re… daffodils.”

“I’m horribly allergic,” Steve says, grinning. “Gimme.”

“But you’re—“

“Already in the hospital,” Steve says, taking the flowers and smelling them. The yellow looks nice with his soft blond hair and it’s kind of cute when his thick black frame glasses slip down his nose while he sniffs. “Wow! These are great.”

“I’m glad you like them,” Bucky says, trying not to blush because the guy he ran over with his car is really stinking cute.

“Thanks for coming,” Steve says.

“Oh, uh,” Bucky says, shoving his hands in his pockets. “It was the least I could do.”

“I’m I the hospital so much that my friends don’t even notice at this point, so it’s nice to have some company.” He’s still holding the flowers, and looks down at them again like he can’t believe he really has them, and Bucky wonders why his friends wouldn’t come visit him in the hospital when he is obviously the most adorable dork in all of New York City. He looks back up at Bucky. “You want some pudding?” he asks. “I have some extra.”

— —

Two years later and Steve feeds Bucky a spoonful of pudding. “Yum,” Bucky says, smacking his lips together.

“I can’t believe you convinced the caterers to serve pudding,” Steve says, grinning.

“You know how some couples have special songs or places?” Bucky asks.

Steve nods. “Yeah,” he says.

“Well, our dessert is pudding,” he says.

Steve rolls his eyes. “I can’t believe you,” Steve says.

“And I still can’t believe that you agreed to marry some guy who ran you over with his car,” Bucky says.

Steve shrugs. “You didn’t have enough money to be worth suing,” he says. “And,” he adds, “you only grazed me.”

Bucky grins, leans in and kisses his new husband.

“And you grazed me with your love,” he says. “Same thing.”

“Not at all!” Steve squeaks and Bucky laughs and around them their friends and family dance awkwardly to a mediocre DJ and they’re husbands now, and Bucky will never, ever, run over anyone else for the rest of his life.








What He Sees

Characters: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: angst, self doubt and self loathing, fan hate, fluff, mild smut

Word Count: 2.3k

A/N: This is the SECOND fic for my 6k celebration and one year fic-i-versary. The line requested was, “You should be able to see that I’m 90% crap..” It will be highlighted in the fic. This is written for Steph, @torn-and-frayed Hope you like it, dear. Thanks for celebrating with me.

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I still can’t believe that these two dorks imported from Transformers Prime are the 2nd pair of canon robots husbands in the IDW comics. They aren’t just window dressing either! There’s a story behind the vain, high speed racer that married a guy who is considered inferior by his whole culture. I want to see it play out so badly!

Knockout and Breakdown are precious and deserve all the love. 

A Little Romance (RWBY Snippet)

“Ruby, I have a business proposal that I’d like you to consider.”

“A business proposal, Weiss?” Ruby grinned. “Today?”

“Yes, Ruby, today.” Weiss handed Ruby the file. “Please, read it and let me know what you think.”

Ruby had only gotten a few lines in when her lips began to twitch. “Weiss… this doesn’t seem like a business proposal even if you’ve formatted it like one.”

“Is that so…”

“It says that you want complete romantic exclusivity.” Ruby glanced at Weiss. “On a permanent basis.”

“You would be adequately compensated by the pleasure of my company,” Weiss replied archly. “And I’ve been told that my company is very pleasurable.”

“Yeah… it is.” Ruby chuckled as Weiss blushed.

“Ruby! You know that’s not what I meant.”

“Well, it’s what I meant.” Ruby continued to read. “You also want us to cohabit permanently.”

“It would be the most efficient thing to do.”

“And you’d like us to, and I quote, ‘Consider the possibility of progeny’.”

“Two or three would be preferable although I’m open to having more or less depending on your opinion.”

Ruby raised one eyebrow. “You would also like to make this commitment public through the holding of a formal ceremony and the display of matching rings.” Ruby put the file down. “Weiss… are you asking me to marry you?”

The Schnee made a face. “Maybe… are you saying yes or no?”

“And you call me a dork,” Ruby teased before leaning across the table to kiss Weiss’s lips. “But yes, I’m saying yes.” Her eyes twinkled. “But you’ll have to add a few clauses to the contract.”

“Whatever you want.”

“I didn’t read anything in there about cookies or strawberries. Add something.”

“I’ll buy you the world’s biggest bakery and the world’s biggest strawberry farm.”

“There also wasn’t anything in there about marital relations.” Ruby smiled at Weiss. It was a distinctly toothy smile. “There definitely needs to be something in there about that.”

“I could, ahem, add something to that effect too. What were you thinking?”

“Hmm…” Ruby tapped Weiss’s cheek. “I was thinking a lot.”

“A lot?”

“Yeah, a lot.”

“Uh… how much is a lot?”

Ruby leaned across the table again. “How about I show you?”


X     X     X

“Hmm… Weiss’s office is locked.” Blake frowned. “I wonder if she went home…” The Faunus trailed off as her keen hearing picked up on some very distinct sounds. “Nope. She definitely didn’t go home, and neither did Ruby.”

look I know it’s been like 3 years since any women had a a meaningful conversation in an MCU movie but that’s no reason to skimp on the femslash there are so many possibilities

  • Helen Cho and Claire Temple go out for coffee; end up falling in love over mutual complaining about their ridiculous superheroes.
  • Pepper Potts and Hope Van Dyne meet up to negotiate cooperations between Stark Industries and Pym Tech. Aggressive negotiating turns into eye fucking turns into making out in someone’s office.
  • Sharon Carter having a ridiculous crush on Bobbi Morse ever since S.H.I.E.L.D. boot camp and wanting to tear her hair out every time Bobbi gets back with Hunter.
  • Ayo accompanies T’Challa to Avengers Tower on business; is so hot that Useless Bisexal ™ Helen Cho actually drops whatever she was holding.
  • The Avengers appear on Trish Talk and after being totally unimpressed by any of the guys Trish Walker discovers she can’t even make eye contact with Natasha Romanoff without turning bright red. What are coherent sentences?
  • Jane Foster and Lady Sif get tired of waiting for Thor to quit dicking around and notice one of them; Sif sweeps Jane off her feet and they ride off into the sunset together.
  • Jessica Jones starts jokingly flirting with Claire Temple, asking if she wants to cross another Defender off her list. To her absolute shock Claire takes her up on it. 
  • Before she infiltrated Stark Industries, Natasha Romanoff went undercover at Pym Tech. She stole their corporate secrets and Hope Van Dyne’s heart.
  • Daisy Johnson and Wanda Maximoff take a day off from being stressed out baby superheroes with crappy lives and messed up families to go see a movie together. Making out ensues.
  • Melinda May, who deserves nice things and rough sex, starts hooking up with Agent Piper, who’s a little scared but also really doesn’t want to question her luck.
  • Jane Foster and Darcy Lewis have been living together for a year and a half, but don’t realize they’re married until they absentmindedly kiss in the lab one night.
  • Gamora, the most dangerous woman in the galaxy, becomes a stammering dork when faced with Mantis being completely adorable. Mantis is puzzled.

I could do these literally all day please come talk to me about MCU femslash or tell me yours I need more gay MCU ladies

anonymous asked:

Kuroo + his gf who gets a lil drunk so he decides it's time to leave but his gf says she can't go with him bc she has a bf (she's talking about him to him without even realizing bc drunk) he plays along and starts asking her about her bf and she gushes about him and says silly things he does. Eventually he asks if she loves him and she says yes and how she wants to marry him, have kids and grow old together. He gets emotional because holy fuck I love this dork so much

Okay, so this is going to be like a continuation of this scenario I wrote a while ago: X

[College - Almost adult life ! AU]

“Oh yes, the gods are favoring me now” Kuroo thought as he looked at his drunken partner.

Currently, he was trying to convince her to go home, but without avail. She looked up at him and said “Ya‘now dude, I know what you’re trying to do” she snorted “and let me tell ya, I have a boyfriend so go away before I call him”

She didn’t recognize him, perfect timing to get a mini revenge on the last time he got drunk.

“Ohh, excuse me then, I didn’t know you had a boyfriend” he said seriously “is he going to come if you call him?”

“Of course he is” she said “he’s like, ya’now, super caring and all those thingsss” she slurred a little “like, almost a father, always worrying and trying to help me”

His heart swelled with pride, knowing that his girlfriend saw him like that, someone whom she could rely on. “That’s very nice, I hope you have a long, love-filled relationship” he said

She smiled “I hope so!!” she laughed “even though he’s a biiiig nerd, always making those horrible science puns” and then she said “but he makes me happy, so I’m willing to hear them everyday”

His puns were amazing, why did she consider them horrible? She had no sense of humor, of course she didn’t. “Do you love him?” he asked cautiously.

She fell silent for a few moments, and those moments were the worst torture for Kuroo. Did she doubt her love for him?

“Of course I love him!!” she said excitedly “I love him lots and lotsssss, like I really can’t imagine a life without him?”

Oh god, someone please save Kuroo’s heart “I like to think of us in the future, happily married, with little children running around our house” she said sweetly “and I want to hold his hand every day, even as the years start passing”

She sounded surprisingly sober right now, but he couldn’t think about that at all. His heart was about to burst from his chest, happiness taking over his body. He didn’t realize a few tears slipped from his eyes, until he felt her hands on his face, and her fingers wiping them away.

“I may be drunk Kuroo, but I’m not stupid enough not to recognize you after a while” she said smiling at him.

“Oh” was all he could muster at that moment “did…did you lie about the things you said?” he asked slowly.

“Do I look like someone who’s going to lie about those things?” she asked.

“Of course not” he said looking in her eyes “God, I love you so much (Name)”

Never in his life had he felt so sure about something. When the right moment arrived, he definitely was going to ask her to marry him. He hoped she liked the ring he saw on a jewelry a few weeks ago.

anonymous asked:

Valentine's Day prompt: hamburr is opening candy hearts. Alex as a joke, puts a heart labelled ‘Kiss Me’ on their tongue and Aaron just gets up and leaves

“You wanna split these candy hearts?”

Alex slowly looks up from the book he’s reading, blinking the words away from his eyes so he can focus on Aaron’s face in front of him, which is looking back at him with a strange look of nervousness that Aaron never expresses.

“Candy hearts are kind of gross,” Alex tells him with a shrug, looking at the box of them clutched in Aaron’s hand. “They taste like chalk.”

“Is that a no?” Aaron asks, looking crestfallen, which causes Alex to throw the book of his lap and sit up a little straighter on the couch.

“No.” He stares at Aaron for a beat longer, wondering why his boyfriend is being so weird. He’s never mentioned liking candy hearts so much. “It’s not a no, I guess. We can eat them if you really want to.”

“I do.” Aaron scurries over and sits next to him, opening the box and shaking one out onto his own palm before shaking a second one out to hand to Alex. “There. Eat it.”

“Thanks,” Alex says slowly, still wondering why Aaron is being so weird. His leg is shaking up and down against the couch, too. “Is this because it’s Valentine’s Day? You’re trying to do something romantic? Cause let me tell you, making me eat chalk flavored candy is not high on my list of romantic things to do.”

“Shut up and eat the heart,” Aaron grumbles, popping the one he’s holding into his mouth and grimacing, rolling his eyes when Alex snorts at him. “I just thought it would be nice to do, that’s all.”

“I thought we agreed no grand gestures on Valentine’s Day?”

“Well, since you hate candy hearts, I’d say this doesn’t count as grand and we’re still sticking to that promise.”

“You’re weird,” Alex says, smiling when Aaron sighs heavily. He loves messing with Aaron. Actually, he just loves Aaron in general, if he’s being honest. Alex sits up even straighter, struck by a sudden idea. “Hey, gimme those.” He reaches for the box and yanks it from Aaron’s hand, ignoring the angry sound that escapes Aaron as a result.

“Give that back!”

But Alex ignores Aaron, shaking out several of the hearts and then discarding the box entirely when he finds the one he’s looking for, the one with the words kiss me written on it. He pops the heart into his mouth and then sticks out his tongue so Aaron can see it, wiggling his eyebrows as he does.

Aaron stares at him for a few moments, his face switching from angry to completely blank. Then, he lets out a slow breath and stands up, turning away and walking into the kitchen, leaving Alex alone on the couch.

Alex sighs and swallows the heart, pouting slightly as he leans back on the couch. Aaron is no fun. Why did he even want to eat these stupid candy hearts in the first place? Alex stands up with the intention to demand some answers, but a slight crunching sound distracts him.

He looks down to see that the box of candy hearts had spilled onto the floor, one of which he’s just crushed with his foot. Knowing that Aaron will have a fit if he leaves the mess, Alex bends down to pick up the hearts. As he’s cleaning them, one catches his eye, and Alex feels his breath catch.

He grabs it with a shaking hand, holding it up closer to his face, re-reading the words on it over and over until he’s sure that there’s no way he’s hallucinating.

The heart says marry me.

Now, Alex may hate candy hearts, but he’s pretty positive that they don’t usually come packaged with ones that have marriage proposals on them. Holy shit Aaron was trying to propose.

Alex scoops up the rest of the hearts and stumbles his way into the kitchen, where Aaron is just standing there, leaning against the fridge. Alex goes up behind him, trying to find the words, when Aaron slowly turns to look at him.

“Is this…were you-” Alex stutters to a halt, holding out the candy heart wordlessly, watching in amazement as Aaron’s expression turns nervous and then embarrassed, and then closed off once again. “Hey, no, you don’t get to act like this isn’t a huge fucking deal. Were you gonna propose?”

“I don’t know.”

“Bullshit,” Alex breathes out, stepping closer to Aaron. He reaches out to take his hand, squeezing it. “You were gonna ask. Aaron,” Alex pauses and licks his lips. “Ask me. I want you to ask me.” 

“Are you going to say yes?”

“Why don’t you find out?”

“I…” Aaron’s hand is shaking in his, but he swallows and nods, squeezing Alex’s hand tightly as he takes a deep breath. “Alexander, will you marry me?”

“You dork,” Alex says softly, blinking his eyes rapidly and starting to laugh. “You absolute dork. I can’t believe this is how you’re proposing to me.” He laughs even harder and then leans forward to kiss Aaron, needing to wipe off the scared look on his face. Then he pulls back and looks down at the candy hearts he’s still holding in his hand, letting some of the drop until he’s only holding one. He reaches out to give it to Aaron.

“Is this supposed to be your response?” Aaron asks, finally starting to smile, his eyes warm. He looks down at the heart, his smile growing wider. “Alexander, this one is blank.”

“No, it’s not,” Alex argues, leaning his forehead against Aaron’s. “It’s a candy heart, also known as a symbol of love. I candy heart you, get it? I candy heart you, as in yes I’ll marry you, because I love y-”

Aaron cuts off the rest of his sentence by connecting their mouths again, his free hand coming up to cup Alex’s cheek gently. Then he pulls back, smiling the biggest smile Alex has ever seen and stroking Alex’s face this his thumb. 

“I candy heart you, too.”

Alex laughs, wrapping his arms around Aaron’s neck and pulling him close, feeling like he’s going to burst.

He’s got the best fiancé ever. 

Pack Mother - Derek Hale - Part 5

Characters: Derek Hale, Isaac Lahey, Werewolf!Stiles, Scott McCall, Lydia Martin, Mason Hewitt, Jackson Whittemore, Malia Tate, Liam Dunbar, PackMom!Reader.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

In the note Brittany left she’d said she didn’t care what we did with the baby, but she really wanted you to keep him. She said he was full werewolf and she wanted him to be raised as one. It’s been about a week and the little boy remains nameless. Derek went out and bought a portable crib just until you figure things out. You hadn’t had time to focus on anything but this baby. The only weird thing about it was that the baby looked like he could be yours and Derek’s. The pack has pointed that out. Multiple times.

“Shh..shh. Come on, buddy.” You stand in the living room at 4 a.m rocking the baby.

Derek comes downstairs, rubbing his eyes. “Still? Here, can I see him?” You nod and hand him over.

You sit on the couch and let out a sigh. “He needs a name.”

“Are we really keeping this random baby?”

“Yes, Derek we’re keeping the random baby.”

“Then we can name him…Henry.”

You groan. “That’s awful. What about Dayton?”

“That’s about the whitest name I’ve ever heard.” Derek chuckles. He’s gotten the baby to be quiet. “What about Max?”

You smile. “I like Max.” You stand and walk over to him. “Hi, Max.” The baby coos and you look up at Derek. “He likes it.”

“You don’t think this will interfere with becoming Isaac’s guardians do you?” Derek asks.

“No..if anything it should help.” You shrug.

“I’m up for good now. There’s no use going back to sleep.” Derek groans as he sits on the couch.

“I’ll make a pot of coffee.”

Scott and Stiles decided to come over to hang out for awhile, so you were all sat in the living room.

Derek was laying across the couch and you were in a recliner, you both were having trouble keeping your eyes open.

“Derek are you asleep?” Stiles laughs.

“I have a right. I’ve been up with Max all day long. All. Day.

“Me too.” You yawn and get up, Max whining from his crib. You grab the bottle off the table and cradle Max. You sit back down and feed him, rocking in the recliner.

“How does it feel to be parents?” Scott asks.

“Not at all what I expected, because for one thing..I thought I’d be married and I’d be feeding my own baby now. Just know that life never works out as planned.” You shook your head.

“Trust me. He knows.” Stiles laughs.

“It feels kinda weird..I mean, Y/N and I went on one date and now we’re adopting one kid and becoming legal guardians of another.” Derek yawns.

“It’s different for you guys though.” Scott smiles. “You’re pack parents, that means you’re drawn together, it means your soulmates.”

“What do you know about soulmates, Scott?” Derek laughs and you smile.

Scott pouts and crosses his arms, “Enough.”

You smile wider. “Sure.”

“But really..I did a lot of reading on it…pack parents usually are an older couple, people who’ve been married a long time…not people who just met. That’s got to mean something.”

“Yeah, it means we make a good team.” You shrug. “Anyway..Stiles how are you? How are you handling everything?” You look at him.

“I’ve gotten way better at lacrosse, so…” He smirks. “Honestly, I never wanted to be a werewolf..I thought I’d never be able to handle it. I’m having a hard time controlling my changes but Derek’s been helping me.”

You look over at Derek and smile.

“He’s doing well..really well.” Derek nods.

"I’m glad you two have bonded.” You sit up, sitting Max’s bottle down so you can change his diaper. He peed, you can tell.

“You’re a natural.” Derek flicks his eyes over to you.

“You know..it’s kinda strange. I feel like this is my baby already. I’m not really sure how to describe it because I know I sound absolutely insane, but this is my little boy. He’s supposed to be with me.” You grab a diaper from beside his crib.

“I feel the same way. I get it.” Derek sits up.

“Aww. You guys have a baby together.” Stiles remarks.

Derek rolls his eyes. “Kind of..but don’t be annoying about it.”

Isaac slams the door as he walks in, making Max shriek. “Come on, Isaac!” Derek groans, getting up and walking over to you. He takes his from you, relieving you from your turn.

“Sorry.” He winces at the shrill sound. He walks over and looks over Derek’s shoulder. “He looks a lot like you. Are you sure he’s not yours?”

“Ha. Ha. Yeah, I got a fourteen year old pregnant.” He turns and gives Isaac a look, rocking with Max.

You watch adoringly as he talks to Isaac. He was your soulmate. Scott was right, neither of you wanted to agree with him though.

It’s been about a month since you got Max. Adoption paperwork has been started and you’ve gotten legal guardianship of Isaac. If you were being honest it was way easier than you expected.

“Quit fighting! You’re irritating the baby! You shouted into the dining room. Liam and Mason were having a heated argument about something they read at school. Everyone else voiced their opinions on whose side they were on…loudly.

Liam and Mason continuing shouting. You settled Max into the rocker you and Derek purchased a couple weeks ago. You storm into the dining room and slam your hand down on the table. "Stop. Now. If I have to tell you again you’re all getting kicked out of my house. Every single one of you.” You spot Isaac smirk. “Don’t think I won’t kick you out too, bud.” You give a once over of the silent room. “Thank you.”

“You’ve gotten a lot scarier since Max.” Mason said quietly.

You leaned over in front of him. “Good. Maybe you won’t yell in my house if you think I’m scary. If any of you want dinner I’m ordering Chinese.” You spin on your heel and walk back to the kitchen.

You spot Derek walking in, closing his umbrella and taking his jacket off. “I like this whole newfound aggression. It’s makes you even more attractive.” Derek smiles.

“Shut up.” You laugh. “Now that I have an actual baby, I’m not too keen on the teenagers acting like toddlers.”

“We heard that!” Jackson shouts.

“Good! You were meant to.” You smile at them over your shoulder.

You call and order the food before feeding Max. “How’s the loft?” You ask Derek. He goes back occasionally and checks up on things. Scott said he goes to see his uncle Peter. You’ve never met him and you’re unsure if you want to.

“Fine. The same.” He grabs a beer from the fridge and sits beside you on the couch.

You nudge him away when he sits. “Don’t drink beer by my baby.” You laugh.

“He’s my baby too. Do you think he’ll get sick from secondhand alcohol?” He laughs along with you. “You’re a dork, Y/N.”

Stiles and Scott come running through the living room, jumping over the couch and going upstairs.

Derek looks at you, “Do I want to know?” You groan and shake your head.

“They’re having a werewolf race. I don’t know what it means but the boys are doing it so apparently I’m timing.” Lydia pokes her head between you and Derek.

“Wow. And you called me a dork.” You smirk at Derek.

“It runs in the pack.” He laughs.

You smack his arm and laugh.

“Just get married already.” Malia stretches out on the couch beside you.

“Yep. That makes logical sense.” You push her legs off of your lap.

“It does. Plus, if you get married we can be cousins.”

“I look forward to that then. Derek, please propose right now, I cannot possibly wait any longer to have Malia on my family tree.”

“Oh, of course.” He gets down on one knee, showing you his beer bottle cap. You both laugh, Malia giving you both a death glare.

Scott and Stiles jump down the stairs.

“Please be careful. I know you both heal, but I still don’t want any bones broken.”

“Scott won!” Lydia shouts.

“Alpha in the house!” Scott bangs on his chest and Stiles rolls his eyes.

“It’s not fair. You have two years experience on me.”

“Aww. Is the wittle baby sad?” Scott fakes pout and squeezes Stiles’ cheek. Stiles swats his hand away and rolls his eyes.

“You’re all equal in my eyes.” You tease.

The doorbell rings and Mason answers it. Everyone throws money in and he brings the food in, sitting it on the table. “You guys better share! Leave some for me!”

Derek gets up and follows them to the kitchen. “I’ll make you a plate.” You thank him and take Max upstairs. You put him in the crib and grab the baby monitor, bringing it with you.

“Hey, I forgot to tell you that I invited someone over. We were best friends in high school and he just moved back to town. I ran into him when I was out grabbing diapers.” Derek sits beside you with your plate.

“That’s fine.” You smile. “What time?”

Derek glances at the clock. “Anytime now.” Just then you heard a knock at the door. Derek got up and went to answer it.

You were conversing with the pack when he walked in. He was gorgeous, you couldn’t deny it. You had no idea what was in the water with these Beacon Hills guys but you didn’t mind.

“AJ, this is Y/N. Y/N, this is AJ Harding.”

You stand and shake his hand. “Nice to meet you.” You smile and he nods.

“You too.”

Derek goes around the table and introduces him before they both sit down.

Lydia leans over and whispers. “He’s cute. If it wasn’t for Derek..” She raises an eyebrow at you.

“Lydia!” You scold, you can’t help but laugh though.

“I’m just saying..if I were five years older I’d be all over it.” She shrugs.

“So, Derek..is she your girlfriend?” You hear him lean over and whisper. “She’s hot, so good for you.”

Derek chuckles. “No she’s not, we just have a baby together.”

“Oh so you hit that? Again, good for you.”

“No..we’re adopting. It’s a long story but we’ve neither dated or had sex.”

“So she’s available?” You feel his eyes on you.

“N-no..I mean, yeah she’s available. She’s not dating anyone.”

You thought that Derek for sure felt the same way about you that you did for him. You were wrong. You decided to milk this whole situation with AJ. That’ll show him. AJ must not know you’re a werewolf and you’ll definitely use that to your advantage.

seventeen hip hop unit react to their first wedding night

“Hello how r u ? Can i please request seventeen first wedding night like how they can be or what the gonna do and thank u 💕💕”

Hi!! Thank you for your request. I’ll be doing the hip hop unit this time, I hope you enjoy this. This request was adorable and I had fun with this, and this is my first seventeen request ahh I’m so happy. I did this in a way where each location of the members would be different if that makes sense, like at home or at the after party so I could fit the personality of the members. Also this is just my opinion.


Seungcheol will be one of two things: he will he either be extremely hyper and excited on his wedding night, being really happy to be with you and all giggly, or he will be calm and enjoy his first wedding night like staying with you and cuddling on the coach with the videos from the wedding playing. I feel like he’d be a mixture of both though to be honest. 

Originally posted by saysvteen


Wonwoo is quite quiet so I think he’d spend his first wedding night always by your side, I think he’d loosen up and enjoy him self as the night progresses. At the end of the night when you both were alone he’d cuddle with you and tell you how much he loved you.

Originally posted by allurity


Since Mingyu is a huge dork, he’d be dancing with you, he’d be quite hyper if I’m honest. I think throughout the night he’d calm down. Once you both were home he’d tell you how much you meant to him and how lucky he was to be married to you.

Originally posted by seugcheol


I feel like Vernon would be like seungcheol in a way. He’s probably going to just want to be with you. I think he’d want to cuddle and just tell you his favourite memories with you and how lucky he is to be with you.

Originally posted by mc-gyu

I want an Ouran High School Host Club OVA that takes place after Tamaki and Haruhi are married. Haruhi has just found out she’s pregnant but hasn’t told anyone. Then it’s exactly like the first episode where the Hosts figure it out one by one and the lightbulbs go on and Tamaki is the last one to get it and then he’s an awkward dork about it (but happy of course)

Surprise? (BuckyxReader)

Ok, first I wanted to thank you guys because I got 100 FREAKIN NOTES ON TALE AS OLD AS TIME❤❤❤YOU PEOPLE ARE AMAZING
And this is a requested oneshot based on MY DARLING BUCKY I HOPE YOU LIKE IT MY LOVES!!
“I was wondering if I could have one with Bucky..where we are having an argument in front of the team and without thinking, I tell him I’m pregnant?”


You raced into Avengers Tower and threw your bag onto the couch, receiving a few looks from the other teammates who were there.

“Someone’s in a rush,” Natasha comments.

“I’ve been in a briefing for 5 hours and all I’ve been thinking of was that damn cheesecake,” you reply as you give her a quick hug. Sam and Steve share a look.

Steve clears his throat. “Y/N, about that cheesecake-”

“SHUT UP I’M HUNGRY,” you snapped. Your cravings have been out of control lately. You ordered your favorite cheesecake from your favorite bakery and had it delivered while you were at the bakery. It’s been the only thing on your mind.

You run inside the kitchen, not paying attention to anything else but the fridge. You open it wide in search for your cheesecake.

“Where the fuck is my cake?”, you grumble, still searching.

“Oh shit.”

You whip around to find your boyfriend, Bucky, with an empty cheesecake box in front of him and a fork in his hand.

“I’m sorry, babe,” he says as he drops the fork. “I didn’t know it was yours.”

You feel yourself start to get hot. Your eyes narrow as you breathe heavily.

“Did. You. Just. Eat. My. Fucking. Cheesecake?”

“I didn’t know, Y/N. I’m sorry.”

Stay calm, you thought. Don’t get mad.

Fuck it.


“Why are you so pissed? It’s just a cake.”


You notice the team gathered behind you, and you can already tell they want to laugh.

Bucky grabs your hands. “I’ll buy you another cake!”


The room fell silent. Bucky let go of your hands.

“Are you… pregnant?,” he whispers.

Damn it, Y/N, you thought.

You cooled down instantly.

“Surprise?”, you respond, feeling extremely nervous over his reaction.

He is emotionless for a moment, then breaks out into a big smile.

“MY GIRL IS PREGNANT,” he shouts, picking you up and spinning you around. The team cheers behind you.

“I’M GONNA BE AN UNCLE,” Steve screams, hugging everyone in sight.

“I’M GONNA BE AN AUNT,” Wanda adds.

“I’m gonna pay for everything,” Tony mumbles. You laugh and kiss his cheek.

Bucky pulls you into a hug. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

You sigh. “I didn’t know how. All that was on my mind was the damn cheesecake.”

“I’ll get you another one, I promise. But first things first. STEVE GO GET THE THING.”


Steve runs out of the room, leaving the rest of you confused. A few moments later he runs back in with a small box.

“HERE IS THE THING,” he screams as he throws it to Bucky.

“Thanks, punk.”

Bucky gets down on one knee and opens the box, revealing a gorgeous diamond ring.

You gasp and cover your mouth, already feeling tears about to form.

“Y/N L/N, I can’t imagine my life without you. You are my world, my savior, my guardian angel. I’ve been wanting to do this for a while now, but I could never find the right words. I love having someone who challenges me everyday, makes my life interesting. I mean, you just yelled at me for eating your cheesecake! You’ve saved me from Hydra, the Winter Soldier, and my nightmares. Every time I wake up, I love seeing you there right next to me. I want to wake up next to you every day for the rest of my life. Will you marry me?”

You wipe the tears from your eyes. “Of course, you dork.”

The team starts to cheer behind you as Bucky places the ring on your finger. It fit perfectly. As he stands up you press your lips to his, feeling more in love with him than you ever had before.

As you pull away, you whisper, “But you still owe me my cheesecake.”

He laughs, letting the tears fall from his eyes (you loved how he wasn’t afraid to show emotion). “Whatever you want, Mrs. Barnes.”

You can hear Tony grumble, “Another thing I gotta pay for.”

you-are-an-ordinary-monster  asked:

Hello ^^ I love your Voltron Family and I was thinking... If it isn't a problem How do you imagine Shiro and Keith's last, 50th proposal? Are they old and grey already or not? Will Shiro stop proposing after that 50th time? I'm just curious :) Oh and thank you for your work!

Ah, this is such a wonderful thought. Thank you for this! Also Shiro didn’t stop proposing at his 50th time. ;D 

[The Voltron Family] The 50th proposal. (1, 2)

Shiro and Keith got married at the age of 30. By the time they were 33, they adopted Pidge, Hunk and Lance. Shiro proposed the 2nd time when they were 39 and held their second wedding in Japan with the kids. 

They had their Silver Wedding at the age of 55 to celebrate their 25th year of being married, it was Shiro’s 16th time to propose. They held it once again in Japan with their children, a little bit grown up but not really. 

On Shiro’s 41st time to propose, they had their Golden Wedding. They were both 80 that time and Hunk’s and Lance’s Family attended, with Shiro and Keith’s beautiful grandchildren (there were 5! Hunk had 3 kids and Lance had 2) Pidge and her partner (being aces) brought their dog.

By the time of Shiro’s 50th proposal, Keith cried.

Keith: *tears wouldn’t stop falling* You know you didn’t have to do this for 50 times, right? I was half joking.
Shiro: *smiles* I know, but I want to.
Keith: You’re such a dork. *chuckles* *wipes his tears*
Shiro: So? Will you marry me for the 50th time, Keith? I know we had our Golden Wedding a few years back, but I want to make this just as special. Let’s have a wedding. *caresses Keith’s cheek*
Keith: I can’t believe you still want to marry me. *whispers sadly* 
Shiro: Of course, I do. What makes you think that I don’t? You’re amazing.
Keith: *looks up and more tears fell* I’m not exactly as amazing as I was back when we first met when I was 22, y’know?
Shiro: *shakes his head* That’s debatable. I still think you’re the most beautiful boy I’ve ever laid my eyes on.
Keith: You’re such a sap. *rolls eyes*
Shiro: *nuzzles Keith’s nose* So?
Keith: *sighs* I’m old, I’m grey and I’m on… *looks up and Shiro catches the tear that falls* *whispers* I’m on a wheelchair, Shiro. *sounds broken*
Shiro: *finds himself crying too* Oh, baby, I don’t care about that. *pulls Keith towards him for a hug*
Keith: *holds onto Shiro for his dear life* *sobs* I can’t walk.
Shiro: *kisses Keith’s cheek* That wouldn’t be a problem.

Shiro and Keith had their 5th wedding after Shiro’s 50th proposal. Hunk accompanied Keith towards the altar and Shiro couldn’t stop himself from crying. By the time they reached Shiro…

Keith: Stop crying. You know you’re such an ugly crier. *teases*
Shiro: *chuckles as more tears fell* Shut up or I’m going to kick your wheelchair. This is my wedding, you’re not supposed to be mean to me. 
Keith: *smiles fondly* Well, it’s my wedding too. I do what I want, old man.
Shiro: Ass. *smiles* *grabs Keith’s hand*
Keith: *snorts* Dork.
Shiro: You love me. *rubs Keith’s hand softly*
Keith: Unfortunately, I do. *rolls his eyes fondly*

They were both 89.

This is Antoine Roussel who wears #21 for the Dallas Stars. He is a 6 foot 27-year-old French forward. Yes, French. Like from France - not French Canadian. He lived in France until he was 16 when he and his family moved to Quebec because of this, he has citizenship to both France and Canada. He was undrafted and made his way through minors and the AHL to then be signed by the Dallas Stars in 2012 then debuted for the Stars in the NHL in 2013. Rouss has represented the French national team in the 2012, ‘13, and '14 IIHF World Championships and he is part of the French national team that participates in the Olympics.

Rouss is known for fighting and being very feisty on the ice with fights, chirps, and lots of cussing. He’s always a leader in the league for penalty minutes, but this year he has been on a roll with not just penalties, but scoring. On February 18, Rouss scored his first NHL career natural hat trick against the Tampa Bay Lightning which made him the second French-born NHLer to do so.

Rouss is actually a huge Messy dork and he owns a cat that he never expected to love and yet here he is. Loving his cat. He also got married recently and his wife gave birth to their first child. He’s having such a good year and I only want happiness and success for him.

aaron telling rob off for shoving him cos he wanted to STAY IN BED. they’re such domestic fucks and they’re not even married yet??? rob, chas and adam were in full ninja mode trying to make sure aaron was at the right place at the right time, DINNER AT 2:30, SHARP. I’M DEAD

rob trying to make it perfect, complaining about food and trashy decor. liv trying to make it perfect, running around with her clipboard and bossing the dingles around. rob and liv, making it perfect, FOR THE THREE OF THEM.

the rob, paddy & chas scene. him not giving a shit about paddy’s blessing. he literally only cares about how AARON FEELS. “I’m not after your blessing anymore, but aaron will need you there for him”

“I know he’s not for you, but he’s definitely for me” aaron is 100% sure of his love for rob. he’s 100% sure that he wants to spend his life with him and he isn’t about to let anyone get in his way because HE’S THE LOVE OF HIS LIFE.

WHEN CAIN WENT TO PUT AARON IN THE BOOT AND HE IMMEDIATELY TRIED TO SAY HE WAS JOKING LMAO, I LIVE FOR THE DINGLE FAMILY. and then rob just getting him out all “happy surprise wedding day, so are you gonna marry me or you gonna stay in there sulking?” THE WAY AARON JUST FULLY SLAPPED ROB’S HAND AWAY I CAN’T BREATHE?? it was so iconically them. and aaron trying to act chill and casual as he jumped out of the car oh my GOD he’s just a dork. and rob thinking aaron was rejecting him?? and aaron just hits back with the most beautiful throwback with “I’m not gonna get married in these overalls like a dirty little greasemonkey am I?” DIRTY. LITTLE. GREASEMONKEY.

“this wedding’s for you too ya know, you’re stuck with me after today, like it or not” THEY’RE SUCH A FAMILY. ROB, LIV AND AARON. they’re a family. all three of them want to be a family and they are. rob giving liv the rings. they all love each other so fucking much and it’s beautiful.

“you look nervous” “aren’t you?” “not for one second” ok but robert and aaron have NEVER LOOKED HAPPIER. after everything they’ve been through, they’re standing together, about to confess their love for each other and become husbands.

Peter Parker x Reader

Prompt: hiya!! could you do a Peter Parker imagine where the reader’s sister is getting married and she needs a date so she takes Peter and it’s just super duper fluffy and all?? thank you!!

Word Count: 1735

Warnings: none

A/N: I wrote this for a gender neutral reader- you can view it as a female, a male, neither or both. Enjoy!

Originally posted by marvelheroes

It was a wonderful spring day- the birds were chirping, trees were awakening, flowers were beginning to bloom. All was peaceful in the beautiful corner of the world known, to a select few, as your home town. It is from there that a particular phone call flew over buildings, parks and houses, only to reach your place- in a matter of seconds! An everyday example of the 21st century at its finest.

You picked the phone up and had to listen to a five minute rant before the point got addressed. Of course, after that it seemed only common sense to spend quite a while excitedly talking with your sister over the news. A good half an hour later, you got off the phone and lied down on the couch, mentally replaying the last thirty minutes.

Your sister was getting married with her few years’ time boyfriend and she asked you to be her person. You smiled, remembering a conversation you’ve had a few years prior. You had jokingly told her that horrible consequences were to follow if she’d pick anybody else as a bridesmaid. Of course, at that time it had been long decided that she was going to be your bridesmaid and you were going to be hers-if you were ever going to get married.

As soon as you end the period of contemplation in the favor of doing something productive, a thought flashes through your mind. If you were going to the wedding, you were going to need a date. Of course you could always just go stag, but your parents would go berserk over it. The matter of their children having someone to share the mundane aspects of everyday life with was important to them, and with good reason.

However, there wasn’t anybody you were dating at the time- and no past exes you were getting along with you could bring. Rebecca and John were the only decent human beings that didn’t start acting like beasts after you parted ways, but your parents were aware of your relationship status regarding the two.

Your mind immediately flied to what was simultaneously the best and the worst decision at that time: Peter Parker, whose name was often associated with many titles. Spider Man, Complete And Utter Dork- but most importantly, the current object of your affections. As you were running the pro and con list over in your mind, you realized you were going to do it either way, all consequences damned.

Deciding it’d be best not to waste any time beating around the bush, you pick up your phone and text your longtime friend.

‘Hi dude, what’s up?’ You fire off the ice breaker.

Haha, not much, hanging around the house, you?’ He texts back, not two minutes later.

‘Pretty much the same.

Hey, listen, my sister’s getting married and I wanted to ask for a huge favor. You up for it?’ You reply, hoping to everything you have it won’t be a bust.

Woah, really? That’s so cool, congratulations!

Of course, man, what do you need? If you need someone to cover up for you at work though, don’t count on me, things are getting real busy at night.’ He responds in a matter of seconds.

‘Nah, I’ll talk to boss, it’s only one day.

Can you take a day off, though? I’m in desperate need of a date- you know how my folks reacted the last time I went stag. Do help a sister out. :’)’

Ugh, damn. When is it?’ Your heart sinks for a moment, but you send him the info.

‘Three months from now.’

You’re in luck. That’s just when the crime percentage starts to decrease.’ Reading his reply, you let out an audible sigh.

‘So are you up for it?’ You text back, wanting to make sure.

Definitely. Count me in. Your sister’s pretty dope, too- can’t wait to see her again.

‘Lmao she is, isn’t she? You busy right now?’

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